Chapter 12: What did you say?
For a while, things started to flow so peacefully. It was almost as if we weren't in hiding any more. No body thought about Evil Louis, or rotten Prince James. Emmett decided to ask for a job working for the camping site. Lynn took over the laundry and cooking. Mother took off into the neighboring city doing who knows what, and I got to actually got be a kid for once. I'd play with Anthony every day for the last few months. I learned silly games, and how to fish.
We met lots of interesting old people who were traveling, with plenty of stories they wanted to share. About; wars, the depression, currency, the changes wages, taxes, the weather, and even politics. I listened to each and every story. Now most the old ladies on the other hand, had to pick at us saying, "look at the happy little couple" or "awe, aren't they destin to wed in the future". After hearing them cluck on like a bunch of chickens, Anthony would take my hand in his, and kiss the top of it. We would both turn beat red, but the old ladies just absolutely loved it. Even his adorable grandparents loved us spending time together. They have many polaroid pictures of us together.
After a fun day, Lynn made us dinner, and we all sat together to eat. Mother pulled up in the van behind us with a frustrated look and a newspaper in her hands. Mom yelled, "Lynn, Emmett, we need to talk now"! Lynn, told me and Anthony, "Stay here, and finish your food. we'll be right back". We looked puzzled at each other knowing whatever it was, it clearly wasn't good news. All I heard out of the mumbles back and forth is, "we need to leave as soon as possible". I froze in place. "What did you say?", I said. Mom looked at us and said, "we need to leave as soon as possible before anyone notices". Anthony hugged me and I started to cry.
Turned out Louis told the cops that I was kidnapped and in extreme danger. He didn't give them a good description, and couldn't tell them my age. So for safety we prepared to move again. Anthony gave me his number to the landline, and his address so I could mail him letters. We packed up our belongings and refilled up the van. After one more nights sleep being on a mattress, we said our goodbyes in the morning, and departed.
I silently cried to myself for almost a week in the van. Trying to piece things together for everything that had happened. At least I got to spend 3 months with Anthony, getting to really know him before all this happened. My very first friend, and I had to say goodbye so soon.
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